Looking at Liao Youwei who was hanged in front of him, his bulging eyes stared at Qin Nuo.
Qin Nuo stood up, reached out to untie the rope on the beam, looked at the time, and there were only ten minutes left.
Time is running out!
"Liao Youwei, you think you understand life, but in fact, you don't even understand human nature."
Muttering, Qin Nuo carried Liao Youwei on his shoulders, then turned and walked towards the bookshelf where the books were displayed.
The old man at the front desk saw me, adjusted his glasses, and asked, "Have you borrowed a book? You need to register to borrow a book."
"Grandma, I'm telling you for the second time, I'm here to look for someone."
Leaving these words behind, Qin Nuo carried Liao Youwei and left the library.
The old man stared at Qin Nuo's back, blinked his eyes, and lowered his head again...
The corridor was covered with thick white fog at some point, which completely submerged the dark shadows that were still vaguely visible.
Qin Nuo carried the corpse, ignored the white fog, and walked straight towards the door.
The coldness around him grew stronger and stronger. Qin Nuo felt his feet become numb, and everything in front of his eyes was white. He could not see the road, but it did not affect his route at all.
Amidst the white fog, there came the sounds of bustling activity.
Ugly faces appeared in my sight.
They twisted their faces and stared at Qin Nuo with disgusting expressions.
"Isn't this Liao Youwei?"
"Why is he still in school?"
"This perverted ** criminal would have been shot to death long ago in the turbulent society before!"
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In Qin Nuo's opinion, such provocative words had no lethality.
But it was a big stimulation for Liao Youwei who was on the back.
His throat kept tightening, his bloodshot eyes almost popped out, and his body kept shaking.
Qin Nuo frowned slightly and held Liao Youwei tightly on his shoulders.
A figure appeared in front.
It was a male student, his pale face twisted as he stared at Qin Nuo, his voice sharp and hoarse: "You should hang him on the podium and criticize him in front of everyone!"
"If you're trying to redeem him, then you're one of the same kind. You deserve to have your kneecaps cut off and you should kneel at the school gate forever, cleaning away the stain you've brought upon this school bit by bit!"
The face became extremely terrifying, staring at Qin Nuo, turbid blood plasma flowing out of the eye sockets.
Qin Nuo thought, are you trying to scare your mother?
Normally, he would have slapped him.
But thinking of what the middle-aged man said, he held back, as if he hadn't seen anything, ignored it, and continued on his way.
He even whistled leisurely.
Seeing that horrifying face, with obvious shame and anger, his words became even more intense.
Then, ugly and terrifying faces appeared behind him, both men and women, and dense insults and threats continued to come, trying to invade Qin Nuo's heart.
The round-robin battle did not affect Qin Nuo at all. He whistled more briskly, passing through those terrifying faces and strengthening his steps.
But soon, Qin Nuo found that these wronged souls could not affect him, and began to focus his mental attacks on Liao Youwei on his shoulder.
His body was trembling, and countless blue veins were wriggling. Liao Youwei's death became more and more horrific.
Qin Nuo's face was gloomy.
There was still some distance to go, and he was worried that Liao Youwei would be right on top of him before he even reached the school gate, which made him furious.
The intensive curses and threats from the wronged souls also made Qin Nuo a little upset.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly stopped.
Under the black bangs, a pair of bright eyes were raised.
When the wronged souls saw Qin Nuo looking at them, their faces suddenly became excited.
They seemed to be waiting for Qin Nuo to do something or say something he couldn't control...
But Qin Nuo looked ahead, rubbed his eyes, and sighed: "My shoulders are a little sore, let's sit down and rest for a while."
"It's a freezing cold day, why are there so many flies around?"
Qin Nuo put Liao Youwei on the ground, sat down, and waved his hand with some annoyance.
He took out another cigarette and put it in his mouth, but the match didn't light up after several attempts.
Because once the match is lit, there will be a resentful spirit next to your face, blowing it out maliciously.
Qin Nuo flicked away the match in his hand, put the cigarette between his ears, and looked at Liao Youwei, whose death was becoming more and more horrific.
From his perspective, those resentful spirits kept clinging to his ears, continuing their crazy verbal attacks.
There are no repeated curses!
I thought to myself, "Liao Youwei, why do you have to live in such pain?"
"How about I help you release your true self?"
As he thought about it, he moved his right hand and a life-sized paper man appeared before his eyes.
The paper figures are very light, and their thin paper bodies are painted with various evil blood-colored patterns.
On the head, all the facial features are painted, except for the eyes, which looks extremely unnatural.
Qin Nuo stretched out his hand, touched the corner of Liao Youwei's mouth with his fingertips, and dotted the blood on the paper man's eyes.
Add the finishing touch to the paper-made figure.
When the eyes were lit, the blood-colored pattern on the thin and crisp paper began to show a layer of blood.
The painted face seemed to come alive, but upon closer inspection, no changes were seen.
Qin Nuo ignored the strange behavior of the paper man. He grabbed Liao Youwei's body, continued to carry it on his shoulders, and then continued walking towards the door.
When those resentful spirits saw that Qin Nuo was still pretending nothing had happened, their faces became ferocious and gloomy.
But when they saw the changes in Liao Youwei, sneers appeared on their lips again.
They continued to chase after him, hurling every kind of vicious curse they could think of.
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